Well...RoseGoldHeart ...you're going to love this.xD

The inspiration came from this video.

It's the most hilarious thing ever.xD

Watch it before reading, or do the opposite.

Story time!

P.S: When Mitch speaks, the spelling mistakes are intentional.

"Are you ready for this, Mitch?" Scott asked, trying his best not to laugh at the prank he and Kirstie have planned. Mitch scoffed, shaking his head as he hopped into the car.

"Of course not I'm not ready! I don't want to this," Mitch replied, buckling his seat belt. "Let's just go and get this over with so I could watch SpongeBob and eat ice cream."

Kirstie smirked, looking at Scott through the small mirror at the front of car. Scott caught her eye and smiled back, knowing that they got this in the bag.

Mitch would never know what caught him.

~~~

Mitch was signed in, Scott and Kirstie finalizing the plan with Avi. This is going to be the best prank ever.

"Your father and I have everything ready," Avi confirmed, laughing a bit. Scott laughed too, shaking his head. "Your brother is going to flip!"

"I know," Scott agreed, trying his best not to spoke anything. Mitch was listening to the music in the background, tapping his foot along with the beat. "This is going to be the best thing ever!"

"Mitchell Olusola? Are you ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," Mitch mumbled, shaking his head as he stood up. Kirstie laughed loudly, getting her little brother's attention right away. "Man, you must like me being tortured."

"Heck yeah I do," Kirstie remarked, winking at Scott before looking back at Mitch. He sat down on a plastic chair, the dental surgeon preparing him right away. "Any final words, Mitchell?"

Mitch laughed, shaking his head before answering.

"No!"

Kirstie nodded, waving goodbye to Mitch one more time before going out of the room with Scott. They high fived each other, laughing hysterically.

This prank is going as planned.

~~~

After the surgery, Mitch was high on medication as predicted. He was singing to a teddy bear, his cheeks chubby from the recent surgery. Scott and Kirstie laughed once more.

The plan has begun.

~~~

Scott helped Mitch into the front seat, the youngest Olusola still loopy from the wisdom teeth extraction. Kirstie hopped in the back, calming down so she won't ruin the prank.

"Let's listen to Beyoncé," Scott suggested, looking over at Mitch. Mitch nodded, completely out of it. "Here we go!"

A Beyoncé song was played, but it only lasted five when a horrible beeping sound interrupted them. Mitch raised his eyebrow, wondering what the heck was going on.

"Breaking News! The government found out today that there is a brain infection that if contacted, the victim will experience decaying skin, organ failure, and resort to cannibalism."

"Oh my gosh," Kirstie murmured, trying his best not to laugh. Mitch was staring at the radio, not understanding what was going on. "Scott, did you hear that?!"

"Yep," Scott replied, becoming worried. Mitch looked over at him, his mouth slightly open. "The zombie apocalypse has begun."

"Wha?" Mitch asked, widening his eyes as Scott drive faster. "Wha's happen?"

"Zombies are going to attack," Kirstie told Mitch calmly, widening her eyes as she looked over at Scott. "Scott, we need to go home now!"

"I know," Scott exclaimed, driving faster. Mitch's eyes were wide, forgetting all about the pain he was in because of the surgery. "I hope Dad and Pops are okay."

"Omygos," Mitch mumbled, looking over at Scott seriously. "Leaf them! We need to survive!"

"We need food though," Kirstie spoke up, Scott finally driving by the house. Avi and Kevin were packing frantically, trying their best not to smile when they saw Mitch. "Okay, Mitch. I'm going to get our weapons. You stay there."

"Let me go too," Scott offered, hopping out the car to follow Kirstie. Kirstie stopped for him, looking back at her brothers. "Question, do you want to bring Pascal and Olaf or Wyatt?"

Mitch shook his head, his sassiness levels growing. Kirstie laughed a bit, stopping when Scott shook his head with a smile on his face. Mitch hit Scott  on the shoulder, glaring at him intensely.

"Wyatt, you idiot! Olaf and Paskill can fight for themselves! They're DOGS! HURRY UP, YOU BABOON!"

"Got it!"

Kirstie walked over as Scott ran off, his laughter being one with the wind. Mitch looked at her, not knowing why she had the device that picked up garbage and other little things. She handed it over to him, smiling sweetly.

"This is your weapon! Scott had the gun and I have the knife!"

"How will this protect me?!" Mitch yelled, tears gathering in his eyes. Kirstie was trying her best to not laugh when Scott came back. "Give me a knife! Scott, why do you haf garden tools?! WE NEEDS GUNS!"

"We already have one," Scott replied, Wyatt in his hand and the gardening tools in the other. He put the tools in the back, coming back to hand Wyatt over to Mitch. Mitch took him, singing to him softly. "Aunt Esther is in Mexico right now and she wants us to meet her there since that is the safest place right now. Do you remember any Spanish from high school freshman year?"

"Uhhh...Hola, mi llamo Mitchell. And dress."

"Eh, close enough. Now, let's go. We are not going to die."

~~~

"Mitch, do you want to go to Costco?"

"Heck no! It's a bloodbath! You're driving slower than a slug, Scott! DRIVE FASTER!"

Kirstie patted Mitch's shoulder, laughing quietly as she picked up a box of funfettit and chocolate cake mix from the back. She made Mitch hold them as Wyatt jumped in the back, minding his own business as usual.

"Okay, Mitch, you need to choose which cake you want to make first. Chocolate or funfettit?"

"HOW IS THIS GOING TO PTOTECT US FROM ZOMBIES?!"

"We need it survive, Mitch!"

Mitch began to cry, this whole thing confusing him. Scott put a gentle hand on his younger brother's knee, biting the inside of his cheek so he wouldn't laugh. Kirstie was persistent, bringing it up once more.

"CHOOSE, MITCH, CHOOSE!"

"I DON'T KNOW!"

"Speaking of choosing, do you want to go to Mexico?" Scott asked, looking over at Mitch. Mitch became flabbergasted, unable to form any words.

"Why are you making me decide?! I'm not the parent! I'm the youngest of the family, the heck?!"

Scott and Kirstie shared a look, knowing that Mitch is no longer going to be loopy in the next couple minutes.

It was fun while it lasted.

~~~

After driving for five minutes, Mitch was out of his loopy spell. Scott pulled over at the house, looking at his brother seriously.

"Mitch, we are not going to Mexico. We are going home so you could rest, eat ice cream, and watch SpongeBob because this was a prank. There is no zombie outbreak."

Mitch stayed quiet for a few seconds, his jaw dropped as he had a glazed look on his face.

Then...

"I flipping hate you guys."

Scott and Kirstie laughed, shaking their heads as they got out of the car. Scott gave Mitch a piggyback ride, the snores from his brother making it all the better. Avi and Kevin had smiles on their faces, shaking their heads as Scott set Mitch down on the couch.  Kirstie was behind her brother, Wyatt and camera in hand.

"You guys do realize that he'll get revenge on you, right?" Kevin asked, looking at his sleeping son. "Mitch is the queen of revenge."

"He won't!"

"I doubt it!"

And Scott and Kirstie stood by that.

That is...

Until they had their wisdom teeth removed...

And Mitch convinced them that Beyoncé died and that dogs became extinct.

The perfect plot of revenge.

A/N: I hope you guys laughed.xD This wasn't as funny as the last one, but I thought it was funny. I could imagine this happening and it's ridiculously funny. Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed this one-shot and remember that I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐶💕🎤